Leaves falling sunder
Howling wind thunder
Early morning chill
Everything now still
Rain soaked ground
Sundered leaves around
Footsteps washed away
You didn't stay
The snow covering
Chill still hovering
The frost biting
Seems less inviting
Fire burnt out
Warmth now without
Snow beginning to melt
As how I felt
Chirping birds flying
Nature reviving but I'm dying
The fresh rain dropping again
Cleansing me within
Yet I feel no fire burning
As the seasons keep turning
The heat is beginning to rise
The glaring sun stinging my eyes
Each day feverishly hot but I'm cold
Once again lonely no one to hold
The waves sunder
Crashing sounds like thunder
When you return it will restart
But I will have a chill in my heart